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*Harry POV"

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuckity. Fuck.

"Camila wake the fuck up!" I yelled.

"Mate calm down." Liam said

"No I'm not gonna calm down. Camila wake the fuck up!" I yelled one more time.

"Huh, ya I'm up." She said as she slowly got up and rubbed her eyes. Once she realized where she was, she held her hand to her mouth.

"Camila what the fuck." I said as I sat down on the couch and rushed my hands through my hair.

"Harry it's literally not what it looks like." She said as she tried to move closer to me.

"Of course it literally is what it looks like. You were asleep on this couch with Zayn sleeping on the other half of it" I shouted as I kicked at the wall.

"Can you please let me explain? Just give me 2 minutes before you get all up in my face." She begged. Fuck.

"Okay. 2 minutes." I sighed as I sat down beside her on the couch. The other boys sat down and listened in

"Thank you. So I woke up in the middle of the night and I tried to go back to sleep but I honestly couldn't. So I went downstairs to watch some tv quietly, but when I turned on the light, I saw Zayn laying on the couch asleep and he was bleeding badly out of his hip. I quickly woke him up because I thought it was serious so I just helped him stop it from bleeding and I put a bandage on it. But then I just tried to watch some TV and I guess I fell asleep on the couch and Zayn probably fell asleep after me on the same one." She said quickly.

"How am I supposed to believe that?" It seemed like it would be possible but I need to make sure nothing happened between them.

"There's a lot of evidence! The first aid kit on the floor, the shattered glass at the kitchen that scratched his hip and his hip has a bandage on it right now. So I'm sorry if that's not believable enough for you guys." she sighed as she got off the couch and walked to the other empty one.

"Camila Im sorry, but if you were me and you saw what I saw you would think the same." I explained.

"What's going on?" Zayn yawned as he finally woke up and sat straight. It went quiet, but then he blushed when he saw Camila.

"Kay look, if you guys are thinking something about Camila an I, then your completely wrong. A glass shard hit me hard in the kitchen but I ignored it and fell asleep. Camila came to watch T.V later and when she saw me, she woke me up, and helped me with the cut. She watched TV for a bit and fell asleep on the couch an I fell back asleep after her." He said quickily.

"Don't worry Zayn, we believe you guys." Niall smiled at him.

"So we're good now?" I said to Camila hopefully.

"Yes, but next time just ask me about it first instead of yelling at me to 'wake the f up!'" She imitated. I got up and pulled her off and into a hug.

"I promise babe. I don't want to ruin my last days here with you. I love you and I'm sorry." I smiled at her.

"It's okay, I'm over it. Don't worry about it." She smiled genuinely back at me.

"Good." I grinned as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Now can I wash my face...I kinda just woke up.." She asked. I nodded as a took her out of the hug.

"Oh and Camila, thanks for helping me last night, I would've lost a lot of blood if you hadn't come in time." Zayn quickly thanked her with a tiny smirk on his face that only I noticed. Camila nodded and skidded up the stairs. What was that about?

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*Camila POV*

Harry does not deserve this. Not at all. He doesn't deserve to be cheated on and lied to. I hate myself. I absolutely hate myself,

I mean... Zayn & Is stories were both true except we left out one thing from each story. One important little thing.

The passionate kiss.

That was when it really hit me. I cheated on Harry last night with his arch enemy. But that kiss meant nothing. Yes it did, my subconscious added.

I mean I was sure I had fallen in love with Harry and slowly all my feelings for Zayn disappeared, day by day. But you know what that kiss did to me? It brought it all back. Every. Single. Feeling.

Harry's leaving in literally 2 days. Today and tomorrow. He and the other boys will be taking the 11pm flight the day after tomorrow.

Deep inside, I know that our relationship won't work out because after 2 days. Ill only see him about once a year if any of us decide to visit.

"Camila?" Harry asked. Where did he come from? Thank god I was in the bathroom actually washing my face.

"Ya?" I answered.

"I'm going to miss you a lot when I leave tomorrow..." He said as he hugged me from behind and buried his face into my hair.

"I'll miss you more." I said in a sad tone. I unhooked his arms from my waist and went toward the towels and dried my face off.

Once I turned around he pinned me against the wall and kissed me hard.

"I'm gonna miss these lips so much babe." He breathed against my neck. If this was one of the last times I see him in a while, I'm gonna make the most of it.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer to me. He cupped my thighs so I wrapped my legs around his waist and kissed him more.

"Let's go to my room, yeah?" He asked.

"Yeah." I smirked.

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A/N

GOAL:6000 READS BY THE END OF SEPTEMBER

So u can guess what happens next lol. Sorry to the Zamila shippers.

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